Stricken with severe motivation last night, I obeyed and made a dress.

The design, 11pm

The plan, 11:15pm

The pattern, 12:00am

The first fitting, 3am

The dress, 6:30am

Awake enough to try it on properly, 2:15pm.
p.s. try your best to ignore the lovely print, as big a fan as I am of big florals, I would have used something a little more subtle, had the occasion not called for scraps.